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There seems to have been some cock up in administration, it seems that I didn't write Lord of the Rings - damn those office ladies to Mordor! (By the way this is a disclaimer...)
Legolas sat cross-legged, head supported on one of his slim but strong light blue material clad arms with a completely bored look on his face. Normally he wouldn't dream of doing something so undignified but Legolas was far away from civilized company and could bloody well do what he pleased. The grass was annoyingly green today, Legolas noted and the sky was infuriatingly clear. A bird chirped in an annoyingly green tree to his far left. Legolas snatched up the large silver bow that had been resting by his side and shot the bird right out of the tree. `That'll shut you up!' thought Legolas and added as an after thought ` now lets just see if the trees want to be quite so green hmm?' It went on like this for some time until Legolas had completely exhausted his supply of arrows and had lost both his silver daggers when trying to silence a babbling brook.
It was approaching dusk in the fair elvan town of Rivendell. Elrond sat with his guests on the soft green grass in one of Rivendell's beautiful forests admiring the splendour of the setting sun, he particularly liked the way the shimmering light struck the water of the ford in the distance. Elrond sighed with contentment before leaning gently back onto the supporting trunk of a silver birch. Caught up in the moment, he began to hum to himself. This was a mistake as Legolas, who was returning from trashing a different forest, heard Elrond's attempt at music and threw a rock at him. The rock sailed through the air and hit Elrond right on the nose causing irreversible damage, shattering the bone and above all bending it to the far left. Elrond yelled out in pain, clutching his hands to his copiously bleeding nasal. Meanwhile Legolas was sniggering to himself while he kicked various friendly woodland creatures out of his path.
On reflection it had been a normal day in middle-earth except for the glaring fact that mild mannered, housewife pin up, useful with a bow and prince of Mirkwood elf Legolas, had turned mad. Now it hadn't been an easy job turning the gracious Legolas into a rampant, volatile, disturber of the peace who was absolutely brimming with attitude. It had taken time patience and a hearty splash of evil. To help you better understand the means by which this abomination was performed I'll take you back to earlier that day, the sun was bright, the sky was clear and yes, the birds were singing.
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That was just the prologue chapter one will probably be up sometime next week. PLEASE REVIEW!!!!! (In reviewing you justify my use of 5 exclamation marks)
There seems to have been some cock up in administration, it seems that I didn't write Lord of the Rings - damn those office ladies to Mordor! (By the way this is a disclaimer...)
Legolas sat cross-legged, head supported on one of his slim but strong light blue material clad arms with a completely bored look on his face. Normally he wouldn't dream of doing something so undignified but Legolas was far away from civilized company and could bloody well do what he pleased. The grass was annoyingly green today, Legolas noted and the sky was infuriatingly clear. A bird chirped in an annoyingly green tree to his far left. Legolas snatched up the large silver bow that had been resting by his side and shot the bird right out of the tree. `That'll shut you up!' thought Legolas and added as an after thought ` now lets just see if the trees want to be quite so green hmm?' It went on like this for some time until Legolas had completely exhausted his supply of arrows and had lost both his silver daggers when trying to silence a babbling brook.
It was approaching dusk in the fair elvan town of Rivendell. Elrond sat with his guests on the soft green grass in one of Rivendell's beautiful forests admiring the splendour of the setting sun, he particularly liked the way the shimmering light struck the water of the ford in the distance. Elrond sighed with contentment before leaning gently back onto the supporting trunk of a silver birch. Caught up in the moment, he began to hum to himself. This was a mistake as Legolas, who was returning from trashing a different forest, heard Elrond's attempt at music and threw a rock at him. The rock sailed through the air and hit Elrond right on the nose causing irreversible damage, shattering the bone and above all bending it to the far left. Elrond yelled out in pain, clutching his hands to his copiously bleeding nasal. Meanwhile Legolas was sniggering to himself while he kicked various friendly woodland creatures out of his path.
On reflection it had been a normal day in middle-earth except for the glaring fact that mild mannered, housewife pin up, useful with a bow and prince of Mirkwood elf Legolas, had turned mad. Now it hadn't been an easy job turning the gracious Legolas into a rampant, volatile, disturber of the peace who was absolutely brimming with attitude. It had taken time patience and a hearty splash of evil. To help you better understand the means by which this abomination was performed I'll take you back to earlier that day, the sun was bright, the sky was clear and yes, the birds were singing.
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That was just the prologue chapter one will probably be up sometime next week. PLEASE REVIEW!!!!! (In reviewing you justify my use of 5 exclamation marks)
